#Jimbo the janitor

[pinkhorsepro123]

Jimbo headcanons?

No one, not even Jimbo himself is quite knowing of who he is... so he's just known as an otherworldly janitor who's still mortal.

Strangely still the most normal "person" that works at Freddy's

[nannyan]

Okay so there are e few things in DSAF 2 in particular that I've wanted to ramble about for a while so this is kind of the start of that haha.

In this post I am going to talk a really little bit about one of my favorite scenes in DSAF because I've been meaning to for a while and I finally sat down on my ass to write this.

The scene in question being the one in DSAF 2 where Peter confronts you about what a piece of shit monster you are!!!! YAY

This isn't going to really be about the writing in this scene. Because I mean yeah we all know that it's amazing. That's pretty obvious.

Nor is it going to be about it in the context of the overall story - the little things it reveals and how it becomes infinitely more powerful and heart wrenching when you know the characters.

What I more so want to highlight is its placement in the second game itself, how that elevates it so much more. Because I've never really heard anyone mention this before and I've been thinking about it for a while.

I think the point at which this scene is placed is incredibly smart, and is part what makes it so memorable and effective.

And where is it placed exactly? Well right about in the middle of Dave's routes.

The purple guy is, dare I say, the most entertaining part of the first game. With his wacky antics and "Old Sport" this "Old Sport" that, he leaves and immense impression. He is most people's favorite part.

And upon meeting him again in the second game, with him giving you the same proposition - kill a few kiddins to shut down the restaurant and be a free man, you'll most likely accept. Because you want to see down what ridiculous path he'll lead you this time. So his is the first route you'll probably get to experience. Most players coming off of the first game will be fully expecting DSAF 2 to be more of the same - a silly meme game. And it really does present itself like that - when you open the game you are once again greeted with a music box rendition of a meme song. But this is also where you've fallen into the trap.

If you need a little refresher on what leads to Phone Guy's speech - you rig one of the suits full with silly putty, with the help of Dave, so that it fails with Jimbo the janitor inside, who is forced to wear it when you don't show up on time the next day.

Standard DSAF ridiculousness, you wouldn't expect less.

But what follows is one of the most raw and realistic scenes in this game (I'd even say the whole trilogy). Phone Guy goes in on you, hard. And you're kind of just forced to sit there and take it. Jack tries to lighten the mood with a few quips but Phone Guy doesn't let him. The game doesn't let you take this moment lightly.

There is a complete tonal 180. You go from watching Jimbo experience some VAST DISCOMFORT to being told, straight up, what a horrible person you are. And that whiplash kind of takes you out of it. Personally it reminded me of being a child and getting scolded by your parents, for doing something wrong. It makes you feel uncomfortable.

Now I am not giving all the credit to the scene's placement. The writing is obviously doing the majority of the lifting. But I do genuinely believe if it was anywhere else in the game, in any other route, it just wouldn't hit as hard. From Dave's route, again, being the most probable one you'd choose first, to you being like deep to your neck in the Aubergine's ridiculousness and then being, suddenly, completely pulled out from that, and being hit by the weight of your choice. It is all just so perfect. I love it so muchhh

[dsaf-confessions]

I HAVE BEEN LOST FOR WEEKS

HELP ME

Anywayyyys, I think Jimbo literally hates his job but sees Peter as a father even if Peter doesn't care about him. So he still keeps his job to make Peter proud.

Just for you to know Jimbo is the janitor of dsaf 2

- Matt Virginia anon (who forgot another confession he was going to make)

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[ask-dave-miller]

do you have any opinions on the janitor guy?? jimbo i think idk

I thinkk he is a neat guy!!! Didn't ttalk to him much but he seemedd chill

- Dave M

[calciumdeficientt]

it’s almost october which means it’s halloween. happy Halloween. let’s get fucking spooky baby.

2335 words of ooky kooky spooky goodness, the payoff is pretty gross so all the triggers i can think of will be tagged accordingly

comms are open if ya like what ya see

There was something underneath the school, at least that’s what Gary was trying to tell everyone. But no one would listen to him, he was the boy who cried bullshit, no one really cared what he had to say, he was a pathological liar. Currently he was in the social area of the boys dorm, trying to get Jimmy and Pete on his side. It was going…. less than swimmingly. “Jaaaaaaaames, I wouldn’t lie about something like that now would I?” he quirked his slit brow, lounging sideways over Jimmy’s lap, where the other boy’s hand landed on his forehead with a satisfying plap“Yeah yeah Gary, isn’t lying your whole MO?” Gary stiffened, damn. He had him there. “I’m serious this time… people haven’t been going to classes” “Oh whoop-dee-do sound the alarms, Bullworth kids aren’t going to classes! What sort of world are we living in?” Jimmy sneered, seeming over the whole thing already. Pete was stood behind the couch picking at a hangnail, he knew he shouldn’t believe Gary, but with all the weird, unexplained creepy stuff happening around Bullworth, he couldn’t help it. It was so insane, that it circled back around and… it was kinda plausible. “Jimmy maybe he’s right, something insidious is going on around here”

Gary shot up from his lounging position to get right in Pete’s face “You sure you’re big enough to toss words like that around little Petey? Insidious?” Pete ran a hand over his face fretfully “Shut UP dude, I’m agreeing with you” “Hehehe…. insidious, what a nerd. Right Jimbo?” “Lay off man,” Jimmy swatted at the back of Gary’s head, the same kind of motion you do to a misbehaving dog “Pete, don’t worry about it… we’ll go check it out tonight, okay?” that was exactly the last thing Pete wanted, but he knew that Jimmy was just trying to calm his nerves about the whole thing “Okay Jimmy”

They reconvened outside the basement just after curfew, having snuck out through a window using tied up bed sheets like they were old-timey prisoners instigating a breakout and had scattered in different directions just in case the prefects tried to play cowboy and round them all up. Gary had all the stuff: flashlights so they wouldn’t wake the janitor by using the main lights; many, many large knives big enough to kill a bear if that was the root cause of the disappearing students; pepper spray he’d lovingly handmade in chemistry class; and a half-empty box of matches. They huddled around the door to the basement as Gary fiddled with the key “Cmon man hurry up” “Patience is a virtue, James” “Shut up, asswipe. One more run-in with the prefects and I’m outta here on my ass, move it” Gary rolled his eyes and continued unlocking the door at his pace, just to piss off Jimmy.

Eventually, he did manage to open the lock, and get all three of them inside. The basement had a weird smell; damp, mouldy but almost… clinical. That was disturbing because it certainly didn’t look very clean, you couldn’t really even blame it on chemical storage because all the chemicals were either old and empty or new and still in their boxes. Pete was lagging behind Gary and Jimmy, a position he wasn’t very happy with, in case something snatched him off when the other two were bickering. Then again, ever the overthinker, he wondered if they’d bother to protect him if he was in the lead.

Eventually, they reached a crossroads within the lower floor of the basement, with three intersecting paths; this was odd. Gary had checked the floor plan, there was nothing like this anywhere on it. How he’d gotten the floor plan was anyone’s guess but somehow, some way, he had. He strode forward, pivoted and put his flashlight under his chin like he was a grandpa telling ghost stories to his traumatised grandchildren “I’m goin in. there… I need to see if I can find something” Pete’s hand shot forward as if to pull Gary back but it was promptly slapped down by Jimmy who gave him his best ‘please god don’t encourage him’ face.

Gary strode off into the abyss, leaving Petey and Jimmy sitting ducks. “You think it’s true, Jimmy, all those rumours?” Jimmy raised a brow, too busy playing with a selection of small stones on the floor of the basement to pay any real attention to what Pete was saying. “What? No. Let’s think about it this way, Gary’s a lunatic and everyone here wants an excuse to cut class or skip town. There’s nothing down here… Gary’s just being Gary” Pete didn’t exactly know what to make of that, he bit his lip a little bit and fiddled around with the beam switch on his flashlight “But Jimmy I mean…. even the preps were talking about it… they don’t have any real reason to lie, right?” Jimmy turned to Pete, deadpan “Derby Harrington tells everyone he’s a natural blonde, Bif Taylor tells everyone he’s got a girlfriend, Justin Vandervelde claims he has friends! The preps lie all the time and so does everyone else. It’s mass hysteria Petey, don’t get sucked in.”

Pete sighed, and tried to relax a bit. He sort of half slumped but even then that positioning still looked stiff and forced. They sat quietly for a while, waiting for any sign of life from Gary and eventually… they got their answer. A long, high pitched, blood curdling scream that could have only come out of someone in deep trouble, interspersed were little gurgles and cries. “GARY!” Pete bleated, up on his feet and running towards the noise in an instant, god what a moron. Jimmy, while wanting to wait it out and leave Gary to what may or may not have been down there, got to his feet and followed Pete as he chased down the noise. At the source, they found nothing, no Gary. No blood. Just his flashlight. Jimmy already thought it seemed fishy but seeing Pete totally freaking out put a little bit of doubt into his mind “Hey, man, It’s okay. Maybe he got scared and bolted.”

The pair of them began to traverse up the hallway, Pete scooped up Gary’s flashlight with trembling, clammy fingers as they passed it and they kept moving down the long hall. The floor was a different texture, it wasn’t concrete anymore but linoleum like the kind they had upstairs in the science labs. A strange design choice for a hallway no one ever goes down. Pete stopped suddenly just as they were reaching the end, holding an arm out to block Jimmy from moving. A little ways away, there was some rustling, then a heavy footstep. Before they could turn and bolt back the way they came there were more and more heavy thuds until suddenly something pounced on Pete and he went sprawling to the floor, crying out for mercy. Jimmy whipped his flashlight onto the figure and of course… it was just Gary, he leered over Pete, grinning like he’d just won the lottery “Ha ha ha! I got you nerds. Oh Petey you should’ve seen your face!” Pete kicked up at Gary, eventually gathering the nerve to stand and give him a good shove “Not cool Gary! Jesus Christ!”Gary’s smirk widened into a full on beam, all teeth. “Relaaaaax, no harm done, just a little practical joke amongst friends, right James?” Jimmy squinted, admittedly he had been just as scared as Pete if not more, but he was excellent at hiding it “Don’t drag me into this, it’s too late for your bullshit Gary” Gary plucked his flashlight out of Pete’s hand and continued to walk towards the end of the corridor, completely ignoring any and all criticism from his two friends. The trio trailed along the hallway in relative silence, save for the squeaking of their shoes against the linoleum. Jimmy eventually broke through the tension, turning to Gary “What are we even looking for down here anyway? It’s late, I have a history test tomorrow” “Patience James, patience” “Oh my GOD will you quit it with the patience bullshit and just tell me why we’re down here playing Scooby Doo at midnight for God’s sakes” Gary paused, regarded his watch despite knowing full well it was busted and looked down at Jimmy “Anything unusual… clues and such” “Oh how very informative, I’ll get right on that, inspector gadget” Gary snorted “Oh Jimmy, first we were playing Scooby Doo and now all of a sudden this is inspector gadget? You need to pick a fantasy and stay in it”

Petey began trailing behind, his heart was still leaping against his ribs like it was trying to barge its way out of his chest. The rhythm was akin to that of a racing horse on the track, beatbeatbeatbeatbeat. It was incessant; and not unlike what he imagined it felt like to have a heart attack. The thought of hightailing it back to the boys dorm and lying flat on his back, sleepless and utterly petrified of what turned out to just be his friend, did cross his mind but he knew if he ran off he’d never hear the end of wimping out of their expedition for the rest of the semester at the least and possibly, his life at the most.

“Besiiiiiides, Jimmy we have everything we need to play Scooby Doo. A damsel, a pointless mystery, a fearless, and handsome leader and… well James, you can play the dog” Gary drawled, gesturing limply to the quivering Pete and to Jimmy before proudly pointing to himself with his free hand. Jimmy squared his shoulders and sighed. Being a little ways back and in no way involved in their stupid argument, Pete managed to find a passageway that the two bickering idiots had managed to miss “Guys…” “See there’s your problem. You think Fred is cool” the passage was dark and lined with some sort of heavy metal, kind of like the door to a safe. It was ajar. “GUYS!” the pair snapped their heads around to Pete, surprised by his sudden outburst. “Don’t worry Pete, think of it this way, two christmasses!” “Look I don’t care about you guys’ stupid fight… I found something” Pete narrowed his eyes, turning back to the door with a grimace. The entrance was cold, much colder than the rest of the basement. It felt like one of those walk in freezers you go in to scream where you work in a restaurant. “Weird, this isn’t on the plan” Gary grumbled, looking down at the crudely drawn recreation of the basement’s floor plan with disdain. Of course Pete had found it, and stolen his thunder. “We should go in, scope it out” Pete faltered. That seemed like the exact opposite of what they should be doing, they should really have been getting going and trying to forget all about tonight. “Sure, I wanna get this over with” Jimmy grumbled, taking the lead and storming down the corridor. It was damp, and significantly warmer on the inside than they’d first thought. It felt more like a meat locker than a freezer.

Soon enough, a few weak bulbs flickered to life, activated by the motion of their exploration. Reluctantly, the three clicked off their flashlights and continued down the hall, making note of the narrow walkway and the lack of damp smell. It was clean, it was medical. The walk was short, and they once again found a heavy door propped open. Like it was inviting them in “Ladies first” Jimmy huffed, grabbing Pete by the collar and tossing him over the threshold, knowing that if he didn’t, Pete would have frozen dead on the spot. Gary followed and then Jimmy.

In front of them was a deep pit, not unlike the hole, as well as the smell of more chemicals and an unpleasant warmth. Pete wandered a few more steps and paused, all the colour from his face draining. He looked sick… he felt sick. “What Petey, what?” Gary grumbled, striding to join Pete as he leaned over the edge of the hole. Jimmy stashed his flashlight and forced himself between the other too boys “Holy fucking shit… oh god”

In the centre of this deep pit was a large mound of flesh, so wide that it was beginning to fold to the shape of the basin of the circular pit. The skin was pulled so taut that it was thin enough for you to see every pulse of blood coursing through its engorged veins. It moved up and down steadily, rising and falling in a lethargic rhythm. It was breathing. “Oh god, oh god” Pete parroted Jimmy, getting paler and paler until he eventually couldn’t take the sight anymore and turned to paint the concrete with his half-digested meatloaf. Gary was circling the rim of the pit with a practised precision, looking for a face, or some equivalent. Jimmy stood where he had, utterly entranced by the pulsing of its blood in a sick sort of way. Too intrigued to look away, too grossed out to keep looking.

Eventually, Gary managed to find a face, and not just one. Many. Very very many. The faces of practically every person who’d vanished in the past days. They weren’t stitched together either, they seemed to have amalgamated together, and weren’t all that aware of each other’s presence or their own. They’d become a sort of hivemind, to a degree anyway. Some of them were weeping, others appeared to be making noiseless pleas for help. All of them had blank eyes and no hair. Not even eyebrows.

Jimmy stumbled backwards, herded up the thoroughly ill Pete and the pair of them ran off wordlessly. Gary reluctantly followed them, but there was no doubt in his mind he’d be back for this thing, to antagonise it if nothing else.

There was something under Bullworth academy. Pulsing. Breathing. Evolving.

[thygoddessouijathicc]

PHONE DAVE REWRITTEN PROLOGUE

The Saferoom smelled of iron.

A scent so oppressive and unbearable even a man with no nose like Peter had to turn away.

His plan had succeeded, the desperate bid to get rid of the aubergine killer once and for all, it had been simple once he had fired his other employee, although even now he wondered why the man had simply left.

Peter had never thought it would get to this point, that he’d actually KILL a man, even one as sickening as this.

Even when the blood of all the aubergine’s victims was still warm, it was hard to stop hearing the screams.

Peter had not expected screams, maybe he should have, but he had assumed that the aubergine would go down treating even death as just another joke. How he wished that were true. If Dave had joked as he died it would have been easy to push aside in his mind, Dave wasn’t human, he wasn’t hurting.

Peter sat down in front of the body. Dave was moving, staring at him, but he couldn’t stand, the suit was too heavy.

Men came into the room to drag Peter away and all the thoughts he had been holding back spilled out.

“WAIT! DON’T SCRAP ME!!!”

“Give us one reason not to.”

“S-see that body? That’s Dave Miller, the Kiddie Strangler.”

There is a moment of silence.

“Good work Scott, you will be receiving a promotion for this.”

“Good now just let me seal-“

“Grab the body, oh and that other one, the janitor he buried in the parking lot.”

“Wait wh- NO! NO NO NO!!! You can’t!!!” Peter watches in horror as the corpse that had just been in front of him was dragged out and shoved to the back of a truck, followed by the recently buried Jimbo.

“If you send-“ Peter is cut off when he too is shoved in the back of the truck, the door closes to leave him in darkness.

…

“W’s y’rrr br’thr…” a voice slurs from in the truck, Peter looks around, eyes landing on Dave’s corpse.

“What?”

“Reed.”

Reed… that had been the name his employee had identified himself by.

“Reed… Reed is my brother?” Peter asked with some skepticism. The corpse just stares at him, offering no answer. It was a long drive after that.

…

100 feet of stolid steel plating composing a large metal cylinder in the back of the Scott Memorial Machine, in the metal a clear face can be seen, looking as if it were asleep, but could wake at any moment.

Peter stared up at the face in something like awe, or maybe terror.

He had seen Jimbo run through, it took mere minutes.

1000 phones in a single afternoon. That’s what the man had said. It made no sense. Who would ever… need so many? Why was the machine so big?

He looked down at his name tag. He owned it now. The phone who had never wanted to send a single person to the factory now owned all of it.

It had taken hours to strip Dave from the suit, hours more to recover him after h tried to run, but now he was tied down, screaming and crying for any mercy. He deserved none, they all knew that. But they also all knew Peter was a bleeding heart.

There is a phone on the table in front of Peter, purple with white accents. Metal. Heavy. He looks up in confusion at the employees. His employees.

“Sorry sir, it’s the last one in stock. A lot of people have been getting sent in lately and we haven’t had a chance.”

“But it’s metal… it’ll be so heavy-“

“He deserves worse, plus we used to make metal phones back in the day all the time.”

“I… ok… just… put it in the machine and get it started.”

As commanded the employees shoves the phone into a chute, and gives a thumbs up to another employee who throws Dave into the pit.

The same horrible metallic screeches as he had once heard with the departed Jimbo are present again. But louder. Far louder. He hears screams in the machine, it sounds like Dave is trying with all his might to escape.

Peter winces, it’s a hard sound to hear…

Because of all the attempts at escape, what normally takes 3 minutes to complete now took 45 minutes. 45 minutes of Dave screaming and crying in the machine, begging to be let out.

At long last a phone actually comes out of the machine.

Peter stares down with caution, he knows what Dave is like. He wouldn’t be shocked if he went right back to his old self.

The phone sits up, shaking and nearly falling over a few times.

There’s just so much wrong with this phone.

The metallic purple head is pulling the body down, causing him to be constantly on the verge of losing balance. There seems to be an area in the midsection that is barely more than a spine with skin wrapped around it. His entire body has shrunk like clothing in the wash, phones have a height cap. He violated it and the machine went overboard correcting it, he seems to be just observing, silently staring up at Peter.

“Hello? Hello? Hello?” The sound of a voice box pierces the air… what? “I am Model 51_2. How may I be of service?”

[thewritingboi]

Grand Reopening - Chapter 2

let's do better this time

"Just one week after the closing of 'Bear' Mr. Jack Kennedy is opening another Freddy Fazbenders pizza location" Said the newscaster in a very monotone voice "To quote a local parent 'I told you this was the worst possible timeline' and I am inclined to agree"

Today was finally the day, Jack walked up to the double doors and pushed them open to see his brand new restaurant. He saw Steven adjusting his tie getting ready work, at the same time Peter was chasing a herd of doggos that had stolen the hat to his new security guard outfit. Dave was arguing with Dee over the best food to put on a kebab, Blackjack look slightly annoyed as he was being carried by Dee around the restaurant.

well things seem to be going good so far Jack thought as he walked to the stage to see their newly built "rockstar" animatronics

"well, I guess Its time to open up" Jack stated before sticking two fingers in his mouth and letting out a loud whistle

Immediately Dave, Steven, Dee, and a still hatless Peter rushed over to the show stage.

"Wuddup, Old Sport?" Dave said

"We are about to open so i need everyone to be ready, Peter and Dee you are on security, Steven i need you to hire a night guard and any other employees that we need, and Dave you just be yourself." Jack ordered to his new employees

Alright, let's start making some cash and bringing joy to ungrateful toddlers Jack thought to himself with enthusiasm.

~~~~~ one and a half hours later ~~~~~

It was pure chaos.

Jack was running around serving pizza to families while Peter was fighting a Mysterious Giant Scuttler that seemed to be summoned the second the place opened. Dave was helping deliver pizza and cake while wearing a catsuit they had found at a nearby party city, Dee was strangely calm while watching and taking note of every child that came in and left. Steven was talking with people on his phone head who Jack could only assume were soon to be employees.  

Jack finished his deliveries and bolted to the security office shutting both doors before sitting down on the floor and giving a long, deep sigh. Jack sat there for a full 20 minutes before building up the courage to walk back out of the office. He began to walk to the show stage before getting an idea, Jack walked into the janitor's closet and grabbing three brooms.

A few minutes later Jack had successfully summoned Jimbo and convinced him to work at the restaurant, Jack walked around and saw that things were calming down and he could feel himself calming down. Though there was still plenty of customers there was still a lot less then before and Jack could not be happier.

After a few hours the restaurant was getting close to closing time and Jack decided to relax for a bit in the one place he knew no one would find him, the roof. He made his way to the roof and sat down on a chair he had set up earlier.

Jack sat down and began relaxing, until he heard the sound of a chair hitting the ground and a person landing in it.

"Why, hello there old sport." Dave smiled as he spouted his catchphrase

Jack watched as Dave sat on his dark purple chair wearing a purple jacket. he sat down a case of beer in between both of them.

"uh, thanks dave." Jack said

They both sat there, drinking their beers enjoying the sunset.

"Sportsy, you look cold." Dave said

Jack had not even realized that he was shivering

"I'm fine Dave" Jack lied

Jack looked away and continued to shiver until he felt the soft comfort of a jacket be draped onto him. Jack mumbled a quiet thanks before looking back at dave who was staring intently at the sunset.

And that's what they did, watched the sunset until it was time for them to go home.

Several hours later

Former resting place of "bear"

A hand reached out of the burnt wreckage of the destroyed pizzeria. A corpse stuffed in a burnt and decayed rabbit suit crawled out and stood up. The creature opened its eyes showing its glowing pink irises. The rabbit walked forward and found a singed box containing a fire ax. He picked it up and look toward the city

"I always come back"

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A/N

DUN DUN DUN

I hope you guys enjoyed this chapter with the start of some DaveSport and the introduction to this different version of DaveTrap, what is different? you will have to find out. Still looking for feedback and I will see you on the flipside.

[butchdykekondraki]

"New faces like 'Ronaldo the Dough Master' and 'Jimbo the janitor'-" THEYRE NOT NEW HELLO ?

[fredbear-fam]

T H E Y

[welcome-to-roomba-fazbender]

Tell me is there any form of janitor magic to bring back Jimbo the janitor as a slave/employee

"oh man jimbo? i haven't thought about him in a long time! he's one of the classic fazbender employees though the reason why he isn't a roomba is because theirs no point in a janitor roomba when all our Roomba's can be used like janitors after closing time"

"also he died before a scan of his mind could be created"

he sighed a little and rubbed his head

"no shadow jimbo is unable to be summoned again and even if he could... i'd say it's better to let him rest in peace he died a horrible death he dosen't deserve to be brought back to the same job that killed him"

[classic-toxic-medicine]

 “Who’s hot?”

"Dave, Foxy, Chica, Jimbo the janitor, Steven is only just passable though. Don't judge me. There aren't very many attractive human beings where I work, so the options are limited."

[missjanjie]

Please please please can I request 2, 2, 15 with Jimbo and Rita Baga?! X

i actually love it when y’all fully surprise me with ships lol

2. "I know everything. You are an open book written for very dumb children." / 2. Soulmates AU / 15. Trapped in a Room Together

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When someone meets their soulmate, their world changes from black and white to color. Rita noticed after her first day of teaching at this new school that she could see in color, and she had to make it her mission to find out who her soulmate was. She knew it had to be a fellow teacher, considering she works in a middle school. And she had it narrowed down to a few, making her all the more determined to crack the case.

Rita had noticed early on that Jimbo never seemed to want to talk about her personal life, and she had no reason to question or judge her on that. But she could usually suspect when another person couldn’t see in color, and the odd thing about Jimbo was that she seemed to be faking it.

It wasn’t obvious, but Rita was pretty sure Jimbo intentionally mismatched her clothes, like she was trying to prove that she couldn’t differentiate. And after a while it was clear to almost everyone that she could see color, and Rita was determined to find out why.

They were in Rita’s classroom setting up before classes started, decorating the room for Halloween. And while she normally kept her door a bit open, she ‘accidentally’ let it shut. “Uh oh.”

“Uh oh?” Jimbo looked over from the banner she was hanging. “What’d you do?”

“The fucking door jammed,” she murmured, jiggling the handle.

The theatre teacher rolled her eyes. “Well that’s just fucking great. We’re stuck here until a janitor comes around,” she muttered, paging the main office to alert them of the issue.

Rita nodded, doing her best to look perturbed and confused. “Hopefully it will not take long.”

“I take it you’re gonna use this opportunity to ask me if I can see in color or not?”

Rita’s eyes went wide and she swallowed thickly. “How did you–”

"I know everything,” Jimbo cut her off, “you are an open book written for very dumb children."

Rita could feel her face heat up. “So… can you?”

Jimbo sighed. “I know we’re soulmates, Rita. I just wanted to say so on my own terms. Control issues or something,” she explained, then quickly added, “it’s nothing against you, I like you a lot. I just wasn’t ready.”

“It’s fine, I’m sorry if you feel like I rushed you,” she nodded. “But, um, now that it’s all out in the open, do you think you could stop dressing like a blind Sunday school teacher?”

“Absolutely not.”

[im-the-king-of-the-ocean]

Jlairja au concept: Jim keeps trying to get Claire and Aja together; Aja keeps trying to get Jim and Claire together, and Claire TOTALLY isn't interested in either of them (she is). Jim and Aja both assume Claire is into you're other person and want her to be happy.

There is so much potential here, I Love it!

>Claire constantly talking to Mary and Darci about Aja and Jim (and how they’re both so cute/be so cute together) while Mary and Darci just share a “she’s totally into these two” look.  Mary and Darci also try to subtly drop hints to Claire to make her realize she’s into them, but Claire misses all of those.

>Jim and Aja continually coming up with plans to get the other on a date with Claire that are increasingly wild.  They start small with trying to trap the pairs in situations together (like trapping them in the janitor’s closet) and move up to wildly extravagant things like moonlit horse-drawn carriage rides.

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Toby: but aren’t you interested in Claire and Aja yourself, Jimbo?

Jim: Yes, but I want them to be happy together and they’d make a great couple

Toby: facepalms

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Krel: But Aja, I thought you liked Claire and Jim?

Aja: I do, but Claire likes Jim and they’d be cute together and I want them to be happy

Krel: leans what facepalming is and then does it.

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Off to the side somewhere, Mary has started a social media campaign to make “Jlairja” A Thing.  It gains momentum by the hour.

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The three don’t officially get together until Krel, Mary, Darci, and Toby meet up to compare notes, realize everyone in the OT3 likes everyone else, and teams up for Operation: Make Jlairja Official.

At the same time, Jim/Claire/Aja have already decided to become a trio, but they go along with their friends’ plan anyway when they realize what’s happening.

[miammey]

(Sorry the pictures are bad, I couldn’t get any better ones)

Ok, so here’s a little story for y’all today.

In band class this morning there was a mantis on our ceiling. The person sitting under it was being way too overdramatic about it.

As a class, we decided to name him Jimbo. Why? Idk.

Eventually, we got a janitor to grab a ladder (because the band room ceilings are a lot taller than normal ceilings) and a broom. He didn’t kill Jimbo, but he managed to bring him down a bit because he climbed onto the broom (he’s been on that same light for a while.)

Jimbo jumped off the broom and started flying a bit until reaching the ground. And that’s when everyone started screaming. I was semi-close to this because I sit in the front row. Someone managed to get Jimbo on a piece of paper and bring him outside.

What great adventured await Jimbo now?

The world may never know...

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10 Pairs of The Simpsons Characters You Didn’t Know Were Voiced By The Same Person

The Simpsons, the longest-running American sitcom, is an animated series about the working-class Simpsons family living in the fictional town of Springfield. Started as a series of animated shorts, the program became immensely popular when it debuted in 1989, and has been running strong ever since. And now with a movie sequel and spinoff talks in the works for the series, we’ll be getting plenty more of the nuclear family on both the big and small screens.

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We can lend much of the show’s success not only to the witty, satirical writing, but also the wonderful cast of voice actors who have given each character their distinct personality. And many of these voice actors provide the vocal talents for more than one character. You might know about a few, but here are 20 characters who are all voiced by the same 10 people.

10 Homer Simpson and Groundskeeper Willie

You likely already knew that Dan Castellaneta voices the main character of patriarch Homer  Simpson, and that he provides the  voice for a  number of other characters on the series as well, including Grampa Simpson, Barney Gumble, and Krusty the Clown. But did you also know that he is the voice of Groundskeeper Willie?

Groundskeeper Willie, the shaggy, red-bearded janitor at Springfield Elementary School, has a very distinct Scottish accent with an angry attitude to match, an amazing six-pack thanks to all of the hard labour he does, and a list of stories to tell about his rough upbringing.

9 Bart Simpson and Nelson Muntz

Isn’t it ironic that both Bart and his bully Nelson are voiced by the same person, Nancy Cartwright? Nelson is short but stocky and the leader of the school bullies who loves to pick on Bart. His voice is much lower pitched than Bart’s, even when shouting his signature phrase, “Ha ha!”

The long-time voice of troublemaker Bart also voices a number of other characters on the series in addition to Nelson, including Ralph Wiggum, Bart’s odd and eccentric classmate, Todd Flanders, and Maggie Simpson’s coos and pacifier sucks.

8 Ned Flanders and Mr. Burns

The same man who voices the religious fanatic Ned Flanders, neighbour to The Simpsons, also voices the evil wealthy businessman Mr. Burns. Harry Shearer voices both characters who couldn’t be more polar opposite to one another. But in addition to their personalities, their voices are very different as well, with one saying  his usual “hi-diddly-does” and the other muttering an evil “yes” under his  breath as he plots his next dastardly plan.

Like many other cast members, Shearer also provides the voice for plenty of other characters, including Principal Skinner, Kent Brockman, and Dr. Hibbert.

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7 Marge Simpson and Her Sisters

Julie Kayner provides that signature raspy voice for mom Marge Simpson, but she also voices both of Marge’s siblings, Patty Bouvier and Selma Bouvier, as well as her mother Jacqueline Bouvier and Aunt Gladys. Patty and Selma, Marge’s older identical twin sisters, both work at the DMV, chain smoke, and have raspy voices just like Marge.

It would make sense, after all, that all family mebers would sound alike. Kavner has suggested that she chose her voice for the sisters to sound like women who “suck the life out of everything.” Interestingly, while Marge’s voice is similar, it has a different feel to it that’s far more positive, though also neurotic.

6 Lisa Simpson and Grandma Flanders

How could the woman who provides the high-pitched voice for Lisa Simpson, Yeardley Smith, also voice the character of the Flanders grandmother? Indeed, she does.

Grandma Flanders is the elderly and frail grandmother of the Simpsons neighbour Ned who was near death on several occasions, including when left to babysit Bart, Lisa, and the Flanders kids Rod and Todd. Her frazzled hair, buck tooth, and wrinkly skin is in stark contrast to the bright, bubbly, and young Lisa. She has a bit of a twang to her voice and often frightens Brat unintentionally.

5 Moe Szyslak and Chief Wiggum

Hank Azaria rose to fame voicing many characters on The Simpsons and has since become a well-known actor in film and on TV, too. Best known for voicing the convenience store owner Apu and Moe, owner of the local bar Moe’s Tavern, Azaria also provides the vocal talents for the tubby police chief Wiggum.

Moe’s voice is sad and depressed, has an accent that suggests he might be of Italian heritage, even though he once revealed that he came to the U.S. from the Netherlands. The accent is also similar to a New York/New Jersey accent. Meanwhile, Chief Wiggum’s voice is slightly similar but more nasal-y and goofy.

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4 Milhouse Van Houten and Jimbo Jones

Pamela Hayden provides the nerdy voice for Milhouse, Bart’s best friend, as well as Jimbo Jones, the long-haired, cap-wearing teenager and bully at Springfield Elementary. He hangs with Dolph, Kearney, Nelson, and Weasels, picking on all of the little kids. In sixth grade, it’s clear he’s older than he should be, and was likely held back a number of years. Jimbo has a typical teenage boy voice, while the squeaky Milhouse has a stereotypical enthusiastic, extra-annunciated geeky boy voice.

Hayden also voices Rod Flanders, Janey Powell, and Sarah Wiggum, among others.

3 Agnes Skinner and Crazy Cat Lady

Both Agnes Skinner and Crazy Cat Lady are voiced by Tress MacNeille, who provides many other voices on the show as well, including Dolph, Lunchlady Doris, and Bernice Hibbert.

Skinner is the overbearing and strict mother to Principal Seymour Skinner who still tries to control the grown man as if he is a young boy. Married four times herself, she seems to have strong opinions about who her son dates. Eleanor Abernathy, meanwhile, otherwise known as Crazy Cat Lady, is a mentally ill hoarder who lives in the neighbourhood and is always seen surrounded by her cats. Her voice work usually consists of just gibberish.

2 Helen Lovejoy and Maude Flanders

Both religious characters Helen Lovejoy and Maude Flanders are voiced by the same person, Maggie Roswell, who also voices Miss Hoover and Luann Van Houten, among others.

Lovejoy is the Reverend’s wife, and a woman who, despite her strong religious beliefs, can be mean-spirited, judging people and spreading gossip. Flanders, meanwhile, is the devout Christian wife of Ned and mother to Todd and Rod who wasn’t as preachy as her husband, but still held the same beliefs. She sadly passed away after being struck by shirts flying from T-shirt cannons.

1 Edna Krabappel and Ms. Mellon

The distinct voice of Edna Krabappel, known to the kids at Springfield Elementary as Ms. Krabappel, was fitting to her name, which was a play on the word “crab apple” suggesting she was a cranky and depressed middle-aged single woman still looking for love. It was one of the most recognizable voices of the series until the teacher retired in 2013.

But this wasn’t the only character voice Marcia Wallace provided for the series. She also voiced Ms. Mellon, the fourth grade teacher that Bart briefly had when attending the Enriched Learning Center for Gifted Children after he cheated on an intelligence test.

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source https://screenrant.com/10-pairs-simpsons-characters-didnt-know-voiced-person/

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Advanced 3D Animation Student film: Jimbo the Janitor 

by students: Tiffany Truttmann, Amanda Steger, Sam Herder, Juan Sanchez, & Reece Blaiser

Instructor Dave Beck

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